Then he looked towards Chen Qiu, who was drunkenly slurring, "Come on, Brother Qiu, let's keep drinking."
"Hold on..."
Fat Long suddenly remembered something, instantly sobered up, his face anxious and he shouted hurriedly, "Don't eat it, don't eat that!!"
However, it was already too late.
Zhao Yishi raised his head, holding a giant toothpick in his hand. He had just used it to extract and eat the Rabbit Demon from Fat Long's guest room, similar to picking out snail meat.
With a somewhat blank look, he gazed down at Fat Long, "What, I've already eaten it."
"..."
"..."
Chen Qiu was also instantly sober by then, remaining silent at first, he forcefully controlled the spiritual energy to suppress the tumultuous feelings inside him, pretending as if nothing had happened, and turned his head to look aside.
He didn't want to be in this world anymore.
He wanted to go home.
This world was too chaotic, many things were too distorted, and he no longer knew how to face this world.